What shall we do but find that legendary tree
Where all fruits hang? Such variety!
Papaya, melon,apricot and pear
On the same branch, sweetening the air.
We’ll sit and gaze at amber, green and gold
No better place to watch the days unfold.
The leaves make music in the silver rain
Which lights them up and stops and falls again.
All night the peaches, oranges and plums
Glow like lamps, like countless moons and suns,
Send their juices running through our dreams
Transforming us forever, or so it seems.
But where can we find this special tree?
It grows on an island in the turquoise sea,
In love with its own diversity.
«This is a metaphor that stresses the importance of universal love, the love that embraces all mankind.» (Diogo Domingues)
«Could we, humans, follow the example of this special tree where all races could “hang”.» (João Oliveira)
«It’s an imaginary tree but we should all fight for the existence of a field where its seeds could grow. We have the responsibility to plant this tree and enjoy its fruits.» (João Albano)
«The tree is inside us. It’s up to us to find it! »( Pedro Conceição)